Chapter 570 - Treasonous Allegations

"What a mess…" Van Dijk couldn't help but sigh as he read through the reports that were being handed to him by an imperial officer. The parchment edges were still warm from the scribe's blotting sand. Wax sigils gleamed like small captured suns along the margins. Alongside the officer, several dozen others were rummaging through Van Dijk's belongings, books and materials along with every paper with a word in it. Shelves of bottled reagents clinked softly. A drawer muttered because someone had opened it the wrong way. The black tower's top room breathed with a patient, arcane order. The intrusion made it sound out of tune.